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[crimsonobsurca.livejournal.com]

Holy... [Looking down at some recently developed photos] Ow. Ewwww. Oh ew, broken neck. Ewwwww, someone shot him. Man, gruesome deaths.

... and they look like him. Man, I hope you're okay, because I still need to kill you for this. [looks at another photo] ... UGH.

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[crimsonobsurca.livejournal.com]

I don't... I can't... I need to breathe.

[engel]

[ Frowns, grabbing him by the arm and pulling him from the kitchen. ] Come on.

[crimsonobsurca.livejournal.com]

[cold to the touch, dropping his plate as he's dragged]

[engel]

[ [ Takes him outside before stopping. ]

[crimsonobsurca.livejournal.com]

Shit...

[engel]

Are you all right?

[crimsonobsurca.livejournal.com]

... it was like the ghost of everyone that ever ate there... all at once...

[engel]

Has there been that many people who have died here?

[crimsonobsurca.livejournal.com]

Not always... sometimes just impressions of people. Alive, but something happened to them here that left an impression. I sometimes see Father in Mother's room when I can hear him downstairs talking to someone.

[engel]

Amazing.. so it is like an afterimage... If I may ask, what people did you see? I would have to assume that it is mostly more versions of us.

[crimsonobsurca.livejournal.com]

Yeah. Some with piercings... some, uh... [blushes, deeply] ... just, people I knew.

[engel]

[ Gives him a curious stare. ] You must see some... fascinating things.

[crimsonobsurca.livejournal.com]

Well, uh... I didn't think that having sex there was...

[engel]

....in the kitchen?

[crimsonobsurca.livejournal.com]

Yeah.

[engel]

That's just unsanitary!

[crimsonobsurca.livejournal.com]

... yeah.

[engel]

For the love of-- Who was it? They need to be taught to have some decency and common sense!

[crimsonobsurca.livejournal.com]

I don't know! I mean, lots of red hair, I thought there was Guy in there but that can't be because he doesn't have tits...

[engel]

Wonderful. There's no way to figure out which of all of us it could have been. And it can so be Guy, as my replica is female as well if you remember.

[crimsonobsurca.livejournal.com]

... Yeah, okay.

[engel]

Tch... Come on. You can eat at my house.

[crimsonobsurca.livejournal.com]

[nods, rubbing his arms]

[engel]

[ Pats his head and starts off for home. ]

[crimsonobsurca.livejournal.com]

[follows him] ... Asch, why are you being nice to me?